Hello to All My New Friends!
I look forward to getting to meet you. I wouldn't say that this is a "New Year's resolution" at all, but I have just recently realized that I really need to spend less time on facebook and more time putting that energy into other sites (my own blog and other sites like this one). Facebook is fun, but I think this change will make a big difference for me, and I welcome it. Fb can be, but minimal.
Oh! Excuse me, but I didn't formally introduce myself: my name is Shawna --- Shawna Marie, in fact --- and I am a mom to a 2 and a half year old (not a surprise! this is a mommy lounge, haha!). I LOVE BEING A MOM! Why?
Well, my life has been set up in a way that I just can't take it for granted: You see, I'm the oldest of 12 siblings. That's right. Crazy, some may say, but it was worth all the extra work I had to do as a first born. Really, we all have had to do our fair share, but that is another topic. Anyway, I ALWAYS LOVED babies! Anybody's babies. I took pride as a kid or teenager that I was good a getting a kid to sleep, etc.
Well... time went on and I found my growing up years and adult life to bring me lots of babysitting and nanny jobs --- even taking care of baby triplets as a nanny for a year and half! I guess everyone took one look at our huge family and said,
"She probably knows how to babysit." And I did.
But year after year went by and all I really wanted was to be a wife and mom. I wanted this to happen quickly in my life ---like maybe right out of high school, but ironically, I didn't have even a first boyfriend until the age of 21! We didn't marry, and the years of dating or not dating, working, working and more working ticked on. When I was 27, my dad died very young of a heart attack, leaving my mom with a houseful of kids to still raise (about 7 school aged children at the time). That's yet another story... moving on.
Eventually, I decided that it was time for an adventure. I had been to Russia when I was 23 for a short trip, but now I would do something extensively. By this time, I was almost 29, I believe. I quit my housecleaning business, and traveled to England, Wales, Greece, and Albania over a period of 5 and a half months. After returning home, and restarting the business, etc., and then doing that for awhile, I finally decided, it was time for a real move ---not just an adventure. I chose an area in Pennsylvania that was 9 and a half hours from home. This would be my new home.
And a couple of months later, I met a widow. He was a friend to me, and I to him. It was beautiful, because we both experienced loss, each in a different way, so we were there for each other as good friends. That's what we were. Nothing more. There was a big age difference, so we just didn't really think about it at first. He was widowed, having been married to a wife he deeply loved for 20 years. He didn't have children, but was a Godfather to more-than-one.
Well, you know where this is going... yep! We got married! It was after a little over a year of knowing each other that we made this move. And at last I was married! Not out of high school like I had hoped, but at the age of almost 33! Before we married, my now husband told me that there was a chance that we would not be able to have kids. I married him anyway, even though I love kids.
Individually, we each prayed for a baby. My specific prayer was for "a baby in nine months". Well, our little Samuel came nine months to-the-day of our saying, "I do." I know that God doesn't always answer my prayers with a "yes". But this time, He did. In His mercy and kindness. Our son's name means, "the Lord has heard". I am so thankful to God! So thankful!
I just love this kid.
Thanks for reading.
P.S. I would love to hear from you!